FAUX PAS

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JOURNAL # 41

we none too lovingly
gave him
the moniker of
Mr. Forty-Nine Cents
odd of us
yes
chintzy indeed
awkward for him (at first)
do be assured
phenomenal perhaps
(but only if applied)
he was a dough boy grifter
a self proclaimed liar
in such an honest linen suit
we made merry with his
tumbling drunk admissions
then promptly dismissed him
as little worse than a 'Faux Pas'.......
(Aug. 22, 2015 338pm)

Author's Notes/Comments: 

About a slick questionable character of a guy who use to run around with my night club crowd back in my 20's. Something made me recall him and I pondered over what I knew about him and this poem developed from those vague memories and ideas I had about him.

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A Crisp Portrait

from your 20's - thanks for sharing ~a~

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you ma'am are entirely too welcome...........

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